Under the Bashō 2015

One-line Haiku

 

freedom as achieving escape velocity and drifting apart

 

 

lobsters of summer trapped in a rolled wooden snow fence

 

 

must be in the fall, karma apples

 

 

omnipresence and nothingness as far as the eye can’t see

 

 

planets around their campfire in the cold

 

 

time flies gather on the body

 


a yam I cried under the surface